Mei Qingchen just held Su Muyao like this, not daring to move recklessly.
But she was like flower petals soaked in fragrant honey, so captivating that he felt he couldn't hold back much longer.
However, now he had learned to respect her every thought.
So without her consent, he wouldn't move.
At this moment, Su Muyao could feel Mei Qingchen's unease. She reached out to hug him actively and whispered by his ear, "Alright, let's form a contract."
When Mei Qingchen heard these words, he felt the deepest and most intense emotion in his heart surge like magma.
He no longer restrained himself, holding Su Muyao tightly, his lips descending with utmost tenderness and pity.
The moment he touched her, the instant he sensed her breath, Mei Qingchen's body trembled fiercely, stirring a heartbeat, his eyes slightly burning.
He finally... finally waited for this day.
